One morning in my mid-forties, I woke up and realised something fundamental in my body had changed.
I hadn’t been attracted to anyone in a long time, and the thought of seeing my on-off boyfriend later that day filled me with anxiety.
Overnight, any instinct for physical closeness or intimacy had vanished. It wasn’t a dip or a wobble – it was as if a switch had been flicked both mentally and physically.
I felt numb from the waist down. It was as if my real body had been snatched away while I slept. Yet I’d always had a healthy libido – even if it
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